Perennial is the facet of a river Can it be accorded to her? Persistent is the asset of a spring, Can that tenor ring true of him? Pervasive would the tone in her voice, Can it brook trust amid vice? Poignant are the memories puncturing my thoughts, Is that a mirror of problems fraught? Passive became a friendship, As the mind wrestled with courtship . Portentous was her claim, Of longevity and its eventual maim. Probing her senses, Of fulfillment and satisfaction , Of desires and dreams, Of fantasy and reality, I resolve to reap the fruit of love Latent in the weeds of rejection. Aid me in this search, oh friend, For no fiend w ould value a mind as much !
A man's reach should exceed his grasp.